Your Bruise - Death Cab for Cutie

It’s a backwards attraction

To your forward eyes

But you’re so far-sighted that you can’t place trust

In what or who you recognize

We sped the Plymouth 'cross the banks of the Mississippi River

Mary Timony was smaller than a superball

Chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers

Plain and simply broken down near Olympia

I think your bruise was understated

Cause you can’t feel this anymore

It’s getting bluer and you can’t keep faking

That you can’t feel this anymore